As part of my eternal quest to be afraid of nothing, I participated in my 2nd annual shameless 4th of July. Last year a mini-grill was propped up in front of my building, without so much as a stoop and Meghan and I ate chicken and asparagus in 2 newly purchased chairs.
This year we upped the ante and had a feast, replete with my coffee table serving as both a spot for dining, as well as my first Dominoes lesson. The dishware was provided by my old roommate as well as Yankee stadium and Madison Square Garden. Not sure I have ever felt more like a New Yorker. The soundtrack of Euro techno and Gaga was provided by my next door neighbors, as I do not even own a stereo.
I wanted to make sure I got proof of said event to not only illustrate my ridiculousness on a daily basis but also to have proof of the fact that my cooking acumen is reaching new heights. Pun intended.
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